From my notebook of song sheets:

A Bonnie, Wee Lassie

A bonnie, wee lassie whose name it was Nell
Lived in the house where her grandmother dwell.
The house it was small and the windows no less;
Having four panes, one needed a glass in that
CHO:
Hole in the window, that nice little window,
That cute little window where grandmother dwell.

"Oh, Johnnie, dear Johnnie, d'you think it amiss
E're going home just to give me one kiss?"
"Oh, that I will, Nellie!" he answered her true.
And to her surprise, he poked his head through that
CHO:
Hole in the window, that nice little window,
That cute little window where grandmother dwell.

Well, he gave her three kisses and great was the smack;
But to his surprise, he couldn't get his head back through that
CHO:
Hole in the window, that cute little window,
That cute little window where grandmother dwell.

Well, he ripped and he tore and he cussed and he swore.
Grandma heard the racket and jumped to the floor.
She picked up the poker and gave him a whack!
Another like that would have broken his back
CHO: With his head in the window, that cute little window,
That sweet little window where grandmother dwell.

Well, she lifted the ladle from out of the pot.
No batter e're took the beating he got!
He ran down the road with might and with main
Whilst 'round his shoulders, the sash and the frame of that
CHO:
Nice little window, that cute little window,
That sweet little window where grandmother dwell.

Learned in the early 1950s from The Burl Ives Song Book, Ballantine Books, 1953.

Don Firth